Resurrection

After a short ride to the cemetery where Emmett’s parents were buried, we arrived to their gravestone.

“So, uh, how do you plan on doing this, exactly?” Emmett asked.

“Give me a second, I’m thinking.” I replied while considering how to attempt this spell. I had never before used it, so I had to be extremely careful, since it was crucial not to mess it all up. “Alright, stand back you two, I’m gonna do it. Be on your guard in case something goes wrong.”

The two nodded and observed closely as I positioned myself in front of the two gravestones. I then took a deep breath and casted the spell, hoping I’d done it correctly, but I wouldn’t know the outcome until it was done.

I suddenly felt a glowing purple aura surround me, and then suddenly, bodies emerged from beneath the dirt.

“Wait, how is it that they haven’t decomposed?” Emmett asked. “It’s been years since they’ve been buried.”

“People with a master and grasp on their powers don’t decompose.” Louise answered. “Well they do, but it takes almost infinitely longer. The average human body takes around a year to start the decomposition process, and up to a decade to fully complete it, while a strong magic user’s body could potentially take up to a century, that’s how big of a difference magic makes within one’s one body.”

Suddenly, one of the corpses started speaking.

“Emmett….my boy, is that you?” The father said. “You look all grown up, and are these some friends of yours I see? Impressive, to learn the act of necromancy at such a young age.”

“Shut up, old man!” Emmett immediately retorted.“We’re the ones asking the questions here, alright?”

“Damn, calm down.” I told him, before turning back to his parents. “We’re here to ask you some things about-“

“-About the masked men that attacked your order, correct?” Emmett’s mother interrupted me. “Indeed, we were part of them, and that is how we perished on that day. That Esmeralda woman was quite tough, much tougher than any of us, we vastly underestimated her.”

Emmett flinched upon hearing that.

“Listen, Emmett.” Louise turned to him with a sympathetic look on her face. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, alright? You can just leave this to me and Arthur and wait for us outside the cemetery.”

“No, it’s fine.” Emmett steeled himself. “I can do this, I have to do this.”

“Can you, though?” Emmett’s father said. “Your entire life, you’ve always been the type to run away from your problems, so doing that now wouldn’t be surprising to any of us here.”

“Shut up!” Emmett hit his zombie-like father straight in the jaw, sending him tumbling back into the hole he crawled out of.

“Wait, hold on!” I caught Emmett and dragged him back. “Just calm down a bit, alright? No need to let him rile you up.”

“You’re right, sorry.” He apologized. “It won’t happen again, I promise.”

His father climbed back out of the hole with a smile on his face, but Emmett ignored him and turned to his mother.

“Are you gonna just mess around as well, or are you gonna actually tell us something useful?” he said calmly.

“There’s nothing to tell you, it is what it is.”

“Bullshit! What were those people! Why did you attack Arthur and The Masked Order?”

“And why exactly should we have to tell you that? We’re already dead, after all, so you can’t threaten us with anything.”

She suddenly clasped her throat, as if she couldn’t breath.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, as my left hand casted a spell, manipulating her to squeeze her throat. “You’re already dead, so you shouldn’t have to breath. Why are you pretending that you’re getting choked?”

As she kept squirming, Louise’s eyes widened.

“Hey, don’t you think you’re going too far on her?”

“Why? You heard what she said, they’re already dead. This isn’t torture, because a person needs to be alive to be tortured.”

I then conjured a lightning-like spear and stabbed her right in the gut, causing her to toppled over.

“How dare you fucking touch my wife!” The father said as he finally charged towards me, the shock wearing off.

“Stab your own wife.” I commanded using the spell, and in that moment one could hear a pin drop from how silent the entire area was. The silence quickly faded, replaced by the sounds of Emmett’s father struggling against his own body.

“Wait, stop this!” He said as he marched towards his own wife unwillingly.

“Why are you afraid of stabbing her? She’s already dead.”

“Stop this sick joke!” The wife managed to say as she clutched her stomach.

“Yo, come on, you’re taking this too far.” Emmett put a hand on my shoulder, which I quickly shrugged off.

“No, I’m not.”

“Alright, alright, we’ll tell you!”

As soon as I heard Emmett’s father say that, I snapped my fingers and let him move freely.

“Our boss….her name was Selphine. She’d been observing the masked order for years.” He said while gasping for air, even though he technically didn’t need to breath. “She’s been obsessed with them for who knows how long, saying they’re a threat to this planet, and that they’ll cause the destruction of Obrillis!”

“The destruction of-It’s the complete opposite, you idiot! We’re trying to save Obrillis!”

“That’s not what she said…” His wife continued in his place. “She…she was convinced. She made sure to have people report to her on every one of the order’s movements.”

“Damn it…” Emmett muttered. “So that Selphine woman’s been after the order for years, not just recently?”

“You know her?” His father asked.

“Kind of, she attacked us a few days ago.”

“And you managed to survive?” He sounded impressed.

“Wait, stay on the point.” I interrupted. “Why was she doing all that?”

“Well, if I had to wager, it would be because-nnngh!”

Suddenly, both of his parents started squirming and clutching their heads.

“What the hell?” Emmett leaped back in shock. “Answer us, damn it!”

Suddenly, the two of them roared and jumped towards Emmett, with clear lethal intentions.